Tara Coleman
My heart raced with anger as I stormed into my son's playroom. I just couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Mark standing there with a remorseful look on his face. It had been years since we last saw each other, and now he dared to show up uninvited and even to track us down and be in my son's room. Fury consumed me as I confronted him. "What the hell are you doing here, Mark?" I spat; her voice filled with venom. When I asked him the first time, he just stood there looking at me, and Jason, like me, had seen us for the first time in his life.
He didn't look any different from the way I left him four years ago; even though he looked like he decided to hit the gym when I left, I couldn't fail to notice the slight difference in his body changes.
Mark then turned around; guilt w
